Have you ever felt like there was something that you didn't really want to do, but yet you decided to self sacrifice so that someone else could be happy? I've had 2 of these experiences this week and it's been quite humbling to realize how quickly I respond so negatively when things don't go according to my expectations!
The first episode happened this past Monday after the big snowstorm last weekend. I do love being outside when it's nice and warm, but I have to admit that when I see tons of snow and what looks like should be a perfect opportunity to have a fabulous time with your children, I instead get a sort of stressed out, overwhelmed feeling because none of that sounds like a good time to me at all - but I also have that sense that to be a good mom I need to get out there and have "fun".
So anyway, I decided that Monday morning was it - we were going outside to play and have a great time. I was even inspired by my friend Jen's blog where she and her son Connor made super cute snowmen together. After 20 minutes of piling on layers and layers of clothing, we made it out to make our snowmen. I should have realized right away this was not going to be the idealic dream I had pictured in my head, but nevertheless I was determined to make it work.
Long story short, neither of the boys were really into making a snowman and I had to make 2 because Noah didn't want hair or arms on his snowman. Ironically, I actually quite enjoyed myself out in the snow but after realizing they were each off doing there own thing, I went in to make hot chocolate:)
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Episode #2 occured this morning when I decided to have the boys make gingerbread houses from graham crackers and melted chocolate chips. Our week has been pretty busy, but this is something I really wanted to do with them because we have in previous years and I thought they would really like it (which they did eventually).
I completely had myself geared up for a disastrous kitchen and lots of cleanup, but I was willing to give it a shot because it would be "fun" and I love my kids right? Ha...you would have been second guessing that if you heard me when we first started and the houses wouldn't stay up and they were whining and it felt like everything was falling apart!
We mananged to get the houses together and the boys (and I) really did have a great time making them but man, am I learning about patience and learning to really love instead of only when things go my way!!!
1 comment:
nice snowmen dear...the boys loved it and I sure enjoyed the gingerbread houses.
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